The morning after I drew this I awoke to find a nice picture on our hallway walls. Perfect timing. “but I used the other end of the pen!” Oh right, well that’s OK then, I guess this stuff I’m washing off the walls isn’t a drawing then.
After a hard days parenting I can’t be the only one that likes to sit down with a dozen donuts, a big bar of chocolate and some cake. Can I? Anyone?
Perhaps the more socially acceptable way to say it is bargaining… I sometimes think our kids would starve if we didn’t bribe, cajole and otherwise plead for them to eat their meals.